skye yun.

        He stood in front of the mirror with a comb in hand, examining his wild hair that had hardly been brushed over the course of the last few years--he could never be bothered, and the birds nest of hair reflected his inner insanity perfectly. Today was different, though; today he was planning to make up for the emotional pain he'd inflicted on someone he so deeply cherished. It was new to him, having someone mean more to him than just a meal or an incessant source of unwanted noise, so he'd never realised how much of an impact it'd make when he pushed her away. Oh, but the reality hit him like a tonne of bricks and it left him feeling incredibly shitty for days, but he felt like he knew Irene well enough to know she'd need space lest he risk being set ablaze. He took a deep breath, swallowed the anxiety and began to comb through his hair, hitting tugs that could've been there for weeks. 

        By the time he'd parted his hair to the desired side and styled it just so, with the addition of some hair gel just to keep himself looking polished, he almost couldn't recognise himself. He pulled his tie to a suitable tightness and looked himself over for a moment, it had been years since he'd seen himself looking so... human. He didn't know what to make of it and as such, he wasn't sure what Irene would make of it either. With a sigh, he turned towards the Shiba Inu puppy who sat watching him, flattening the creases of his shirt as he cocked his head to the side. "What do you think, girl? Does Daddy look presentable?" He managed a faint chuckle through a wince of pain, the puppy's yipping causing a sharp sensation in his sensitive ears, though he was learning to deal with it. 

        Skye made his way to the living room with the unnamed puppy in tow, fetching the tray of folded wishing stars he'd made as a present for Irene--they were varying shades of pink, all matching to the colours of her hair and nails, and he'd specifically purchased a star shaped jar to load them into, putting them in layers from the darkest to the lightest. He found himself sticking his tongue out in concentration, pushing the smaller stars into the corners of the odd, star-shaped jar, finding it difficult to get them to lay flat otherwise. As his frustration began to rise and he began to regret choosing the obscure shaped vessel, he suddenly realised it was finished, so he carefully pushed in the cork and tied a pink ribbon into a bow around the neck--granted, it was the most crooked, lopsided, sad looking bow he'd ever seen, but it was still a bow. 

                                                      X X X X

        It wasn't long before Skye had reached Irene's front door with his dog's leash in hand. They'd been standing there for a moment, him debating whether he should knock on the door or not, and the pup had curled up at his feet and fallen asleep by then. He began to shift the jar of gradient coloured stars between both hands, palms surprisingly growing a little clammy through a feeling of nervousness that he couldn't pinpoint (it wasn't something he usually felt, that's why). He knew she was home, or at least, someone was, he could hear a faint heartbeat and a quiet conversation--maybe it was the television? He didn't know, but he was doing whatever he could to avoid knocking on the door, not sure if she'd want to see him. 

Gender Bender: Muse is the opposite gender for ___.

Baby: Muse is pregnant and due in ____. (Father specified by anon)

Sight: Muse is blind for ___

Hearing: Muse is deaf for ___

Ariel: Muse doesn't have a tongue for ___

Memory: Muse cannot remember anything for ___

Injury: Muse will be injured somehow (anon decides severity and injury) for ____

Fear: Muse will be terrified by something or someone (anon specifies who) for ___

Gemini: Muse will split into two different versions of themselves for ___

Basket: Muse finds a baby in a basket and has to take care of it for ___

Love: Muse will be in love with (Anon decides) for 2 days

Cloak: Muse will be Invisible if wearing a special Clothing (Anon decides) for 3 Hours

Cough: Muse will be ill for 14 Hours

Remember: Muse will suffer Memory Loss for 4 Days

Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.

Beer: Muse will talk like a Drunk and hit on everybody, lasts 3 Hours

Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours

Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours

Feels: Muse will be obsessed with an event or something that will cause them to express related emotions (Anon decides)

Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies)

Lurk: Muse will follow ______(Anon can specify who or what)

Answer: Muse will have to answer anything that is asked of him/her truthfully, lasts 4 hours

Noise: Muse will say everything they think, lasts for a day

Sick: Muse will be sick with a unique flu for (Anon decides. Anon may also specify flu symptoms, they can even be really odd, different from Cough curse.)

Injury: Muse is injured for (anon decides. Anon also decides how they've hurt themselves)

Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)

Obsession: Muse will be obsessed with ______ (Anon specifies) for the next 12 hours.

Reverse: Muse's personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)

Extremist: Muse becomes an extremist for (Anon specifies and decides for how long)

Class: Muse will believe they are a high-class prostitute for (Anon decides)

Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)

Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours

Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours

Enemy: Muse takes the appearance of someone they hate for 16 hours

Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 24 hours

Dream: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours

Impression: Muse thinks they are a ______ (Anon pick an animal) for 15 hours

Gone: Muse loses _____ (Mun decides something or someone important) for 16 hours

Kiss: Muse wants to kiss everyone in their inbox for the next hour

Stalk: Muse thinks they are being stalked for (Anon decides)

Nightmare: Muse is plagued with horrific images and scenes both in sleeping and in waking for 3 days

Paranoia: Muse becomes extremely paranoid about (Anon specifies what and for how long)

Infatuation: Muse becomes /madly/ in love with the next person they see on their dashboard for 4 days

Hallucination: Muse sees things for (Anon decides)

Alarm: Muse keeps hearing an alarm go off but cannot figure out where for the next 18 hours

AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for a whole week

Craving: Muse will have an unusual craving for (Anon specifies) for 9 hours

Mother: Muse suspects everyone has insulted their mother for 4 hours

Thin Ice: Muse strays onto thin ice and falls through unless saved. (Mun chooses whether they live or die)

High Tide: Muse is trapped in a cave with water that will fill it in 4 hours.

Pins and Needles: Muse feel as if someone is sticking needles in them for 2 hours.

Crawling Bugs: Muse becomes paranoid of bugs crawling on his/her skin and keeps hallucinating that there are bugs crawling on them.

Angel: Muse is and angel for ___

Demon: Muse is a demon for ___

Possession: Muse is possessed by a demon for ___

Broken: Muse is mentally broken and upset with themselves to the point that they harm themselves for ___

        He returned to his home after delivering the letter he'd written in a shaky scrawl, half overcome with anger and half with some harrowing sadness he didn't know he was capable of feeling; he'd overreacted, but he couldn't decipher that for himself, his mind couldn't process situations like someone who were--not insane, simply put. With trembling hands, he shut the door behind him and made his way to his 'office', a room clear of furniture save a desk for designing and one for screen printing, crumpled balls of paper strewn across the floor from failed designs prior, most from the ones he'd tried to make for the Nam sisters. 

        Kicking the papers out of the way, he made his way to his desk and sat down, almost struggling to straighten out his fingers enough to grasp his pencil, but once he did, he placed it to the paper and soon enough realised his mind was far too crowded. All he could hear were Joy's words, it confused him to know they'd normally fail to affect him, but now they'd left him a mess of a man--or, monster, whatever. He couldn't stop recalling the writing of the letter, the delivery or the way he'd felt his stomach churn while executing it. Before Skye knew it, his eyes had watered up and a single tear had betrayed him, spilling over and sliding down his cheek until it landed on his desk. He glanced down in confusion, he'd never cried, at least not after becoming what he was--he could only stare at the tiny puddle of salty liquid. "What?"

        Skye's confusion was soon interrupted, a horrendous rattling coming from deep within his chest, sending him into a fit of coughing; he knew his insides had begun to deteriorate in a way they never used to. He'd always kept on top of his feeding, he'd never had this vague sense of guilt keeping him from it, so all he could do was draw back from his work space as a few droplets of dark blood splattered onto his hand. The taste it left in his mouth was always horrible, enough to send him into a frenzy and then a hunt, but this time it only elicited a weak, shaky sigh. "I can't do this anymore." He murmured to himself, glancing back at his desk. He couldn't focus, he couldn't work, he was being weighed down by an all-consuming sadness. There was part of him that it utterly enraged, the sociopathic side writhed with hatred for these foreign emotions. "I'd be better off just dying."

Being oblivious about the other deifinition of “liking” someone, she only crossed arms over her chest, lips quirking in a small smile as she hummed. “I do approve on that. You have my blessing.”

"Please don’t eat her!"